Somebody rose up to meet her.
“I want Valkyrie back,” Skulduggery said. “Give her back right now. I’m not going to ask again.”
Darquesse smiled at him. She liked him, she really did. He was unique. She didn’t want to kill him. Not yet. Not when there were still ways for him to amuse her.
Darquesse went away, and when Valkyrie blinked her wet hair was in her face and she was falling to the earth.
“Bloody hell!” she hollered.
Skulduggery swooped down, caught her, held her close as he descended.